Nen users starting from Highschool of the Dead

Chapter 122: He just wanted to be needed by his junior, Su Yan.

early morning.

Several pieces of clothing were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

This demonstrates just how intense the battle was last night in the room.

"Hmm~"

In his sleep, a warm breath sprayed onto Su Yan's chest, giving him a ticklish feeling.

Su Yan instinctively reached out to grab it.

But they found that both hands were being suppressed by a huge weight.

This made it difficult for him to easily detach himself and eliminate the strange feeling in his body.

Su Yan slowly opened her eyes.

Turning my head to look, I quickly discovered the culprits that had immobilized me!

It can be seen on the right side.

She is a voluptuous, languid woman with three heads, Shizuka Marikawa.

At this moment, Shizuka Marikawa rested her head on Su Yan's shoulder, her hands tightly wrapped around his arm, and her legs tightly clamped around his body.

At least a third of his body weight was pressing down on Su Yan.

On the other side, the spot was occupied by the girl with twin ahoge (cowlicks) named Miyamoto Rei.

Aside from the difference in location, the situation is almost identical to that of Shizuka Marikawa on the other side.

As for the strange sensation in my chest?

It was caused by the black-haired girl, Makomo.

Makomo curled up against Su Yan like a kitten, obediently sucking on her thumb.

Her face was pressed against Su Yan's chest, her tender, soft flesh pressed together, making her look chubby and especially tempting to take a gentle bite.

It was the warm breath that the girl exhaled from her nose while she was fast asleep that accidentally stirred the strands of hair that were scattered on Su Yan's body.

This caused him to feel an uncomfortable, strange sensation in his sleep.

The two snowball beasts were right.

Su Yan did indeed make Xiao Zhen Gu make sounds that were both pleasurable and painful last night.

Although this was not Su Yan's original intention, but rather at the instigation of Busujima Yako and others.

This is how the seemingly dull-witted Makomo was inexplicably drawn into their battle.

However, Su Yan did indeed manage to win over the other party.

And last night I gave little Makomo a good memory, I guess —

Su Yan carefully pulled herself off the pile of fair arms and jade-like bodies on the bed without waking the sleeping women.

First, he got up and stretched, then turned around and kissed each of them on the cheek.

He then picked up his clothes from the ground, put them on, and went outside.

What Su Yan didn't expect was that shortly after he left, Makomo, who had been placed in his original position, took his place in the pain.

Shizuka Marikawa and Rei Miyamoto, one on each side, embraced her.

"Ugh, so heavy—"

Even in his deep sleep, Makomo's brows were furrowed.

It's as if she's bearing a weight that shouldn't be borne at her age.

outside.

The sun had not yet risen, and the sky was still dimly lit.

Su Yan stood outside and took a deep breath.

Soon, his gaze was drawn to the beautiful figure in the open space not far away.

The purple-haired girl moved like a nimble elf, wielding a wooden sword in the open space.

She swung the wooden sword so fast that it left afterimages in the air, making it impossible for anyone to see its trajectory with the naked eye.

All that could be seen was the purple-haired girl surrounded by countless sword shadows.

What's even more terrifying is that every slash the purple-haired girl unleashed seemed to carry an indescribable power within its blade.

It gives one the feeling that no matter what is in front of them—rock, metal, or even mountains—it will undoubtedly be cleaved in two by this one strike.

Strangely, the wooden sword made no sound as it sliced ​​through the air while being swung by Busujima Yako.

One can't help but wonder, during the swinging of the wooden sword, was even the sound it made in the air cut off?

However, even if the other party could really do that, Su Yan wouldn't be surprised at all.

Because this was the swordsmanship genius he knew, who, aside from fighting and killing, held the purest passion for swordsmanship—Bukushima Kiko.

The only thing that puzzled Su Yan was that Dokushima Yako was using the Dokushima-ryu swordsmanship she had practiced since childhood.

Moreover, the movements and moves looked no different from usual.

But at this moment, he had a different feeling.

Although it was very faint, Su Yan could sense that there seemed to be a hint of a breathing technique within it.

"Junior Su Yan? You're here?"

Upon noticing Su Yan standing to the side watching, Tokushima Yako quickly stopped what she was doing, looked at him, and issued a challenge.

"Come."

Su Yan understood what Busujima Yako meant at a glance.

He conjured a wooden sword in his hand and charged towards Bashin Kiko.

Battle is imminent.

No, perhaps this shouldn't be called a battle.

Because in this swordsmanship sparring, Su Yan was undoubtedly at a significant disadvantage.

The gap in swordsmanship that was already widened by Busujima Yako seemed to have widened even further today.

Su Yan felt frustrated, extremely frustrated.

It was as if every attack was predicted in advance by Bakushima Yako.

Often, before he could even launch an attack, the wooden sword in Busujima's hand would block his next move.

If he continues what he's doing, Busujima Yako will easily knock the wooden sword out of his hand.

Who can stand constantly being humiliated?

"I'm not playing anymore!"

Not long after, Su Yan dropped the materialized wooden sword in his hand and said in a muffled, spoiled tone.

"hehe."

Busujima chuckled twice, then, looking at Su Yan's sullen expression, asked with a half-smile, "So, Su Yan, you haven't actually mastered the ability to see through the world yet, have you?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yan instantly understood that Busujima Yako had used the Transparent World.

No wonder the other party seemed a bit strange when they used the Poison Island Style sword technique earlier.

However, he was indeed a little surprised.

The ability to see through the world seems quite good, as it has actually allowed Bakushima Yako's swordsmanship, which had long been at a bottleneck, to advance even further.

In previous sparring sessions with Busujima Yako, although Su Yan was no match for her in pure swordsmanship, he wasn't that much worse.

"Yes."

Su Yan did not refute, but the frustration in her heart dissipated a lot at this moment. She smiled and said, "But it's too late for Senior Sister Ya Zi to find out now. After all, she has already given what she was supposed to last night."

As he spoke, he quietly moved toward the portal.

Then, without giving Saeko Busujima time to react, the portal opened and she was transported to the world of Demon Slayer.

Although I was humiliated by Busujima Yako in swordsmanship just now, my successful sneak attack last night greatly offset the discomfort I felt.

It seems the Transparent World is quite powerful; I should spend some time exploring it myself.

At least we can't let Dokushima Yako pull too far ahead.

Even if it's just in terms of swordsmanship.

Seeing Su Yan slip away like that, Tokushima Yako didn't choose to follow, but stood there and shrugged helplessly.

She didn't actually intend to pursue Su Yan's matter; she simply wanted to ask if Su Yan wanted to learn from her how to understand the world and how to integrate the essence of breathing techniques into his everyday sword skills.

After all, she had never forgotten the feeling that arose in her heart on the first day she signed the contract with Su Yan, that she wanted to surpass Su Yan in some aspect, and then teach Su Yan in return, and that she wanted to be needed by Su Yan.

And this is one of her biggest motivations for persisting in practicing kendo every day.